Qin Mu's gaze swept over the test strip in her hand and the cup on the orange beside her, curling his lips as he stepped forward.
"Give it to me."
"No need."
An Lin refused, looking somewhat unnatural.
Although she and Qin Mu had been married for several months, she had never let him do this kind of thing.
She wasn't used to it.
Qin Mu didn't mind the dirtiness, but she herself did.
However, Qin Mu didn't care. Not only did he not care, but he handled everything naturally and skillfully, as if it was a matter of course.
After washing her hands, An Lin heard Qin Mu's delighted voice in her ear, "An Lin, it's true."
"What's true?"
An Lin turned her head in surprise, only to see Qin Mu holding a test strip in his hand.
On it, there were two lines.
Suddenly, she felt an overwhelming rush of emotions, unsure if it was more shock or more joy.
That feeling, it filled her chest completely.
